Panther Commando

In Wanlin's hometown, my grandfather made a lot of this jerky and sausages. The prey returned by the hunters in the mountains cannot be eaten all at once, so the rest will be soaked in condiments, heated, and hung in a cool place for air-drying. Finally, this very delicious jerky can be made.

This kind of jerky is easy to store and easy to carry when going out for hunting. It not only tastes good, but also has rich nutrition, which can quickly replenish the energy in the body. It is a must-have for hunters when hunting in the mountains.

Wan Lin and Xiaoya reached out and took two pieces of jerky from the animal skin bag, put them into their mouths and slowly chewed them. The tougher jerky became more fragrant as they chewed, with a faint smoky taste.

Xiaoya smiled and asked Xie Chao: "Young master, this kind of jerky is really delicious. It's different from what we've eaten in the past. Have you ever smoked it?"

Xie Chao saw that the two liked the jerky they brought, and was very happy. A smile appeared on his cold face, and he looked at the two and said, "Yes, this is when we came back from hunting and cut the meat into small pieces. Sisters and sisters will make it again, and then smoke it with firewood when it is air-dried. It tastes very good. The kind you eat is venison jerky.”

He said and picked up the other two bags and said, "You can try this again, this is pheasant meat, this is wild boar meat, and it is also delicious."

Xiaoya and Wan Lin unceremoniously picked up a few pieces and ate them. The jerky here is different from Wan Lin's hometown, and it's actually delicious.

At this moment, Xiao Jiu held a branch in his hand and pulled several bamboo tubes beside the bonfire to the side with the branches. Then he reached out and quickly erected the four thick bamboo tubes on the stone, and pulled out another one from his waist. Take a sharp horned machete and use the tip of the knife to pry off the stopper above the bamboo tube.

A mellow milk smell immediately emerged from several bamboo tubes. Wan Lin and Xiaoya looked at them in surprise and saw that the bamboo tubes were actually filled with milky white fresh milk. Drill in the nose.

Xiaoya exclaimed in surprise, "Milk?" Xiaojiu smiled and said, "This is not milk, but deer milk. This is fresh deer milk that was squeezed out in the morning. Our young master brought it to you specially." Then, he picked up two of the bamboo tubes and handed them to Xiaoya and Wan Lin with a smile.

Wan Lin and Xiaoya quickly thanked Xie Chao and Xiao Jiu. Xie Chao waved his hand, and also picked up a bamboo tube and drank. The two knew in their hearts that Lingxiu Sect was inherited in this deep mountain as a family, and the life within the clan was basically self-sufficient. The women must have raised some animals as ordinary living materials.

Several people sat on the smooth and clean rocks halfway up the mountain, while tasting dried meat and drinking fresh deer milk, while looking at the light blue lake and chatting. The warm sunshine quietly shines on the beautiful mountains, making several people feel comfortable.

During the chat, Wan Lin and Xiaoya learned about Xie Chao and their living conditions. It is true that Lingxiumen rarely walks out of this mountain, and basically lives a life of isolation from the world. They only occasionally send people to the market town below the mountain to sell the animal skins or mountain goods they have accumulated from hunting, and then buy back some food and the like. necessities of life.

The boys in the clan have also been trained in martial arts since childhood, and some literate gentlemen in the family also use private schools to teach the children some cultural knowledge.

Wan Lin nodded, knowing that their reclusive sect was the same as his Wan family, and all knowledge was passed down within the family, whether it was martial arts or cultural knowledge, it was spread within the family.

Xie Chao also asked a lot about things outside the mountains. Later, the conversation changed, and suddenly he asked Wan Lin and the others about their affairs in the army. He seemed to be very interested in those wearing military uniforms.

Wan Lin smiled and talked about the basic situation of the troops, and by the way, he also shared some anecdotes that happened after joining the army. Xie Chao and Xiao Jiu listened to Wan Lin's story fascinatedly, with longing looks in their eyes.

Wan Lin looked at the blue lake at the foot of the mountain and finished speaking. He turned to look at Xie Chao, who was sitting on the side. Seeing his hands on his waist, he seemed to be hesitating. Then he smiled and asked, "What precious thing is stuck in your waist?"

Xie Chao smiled awkwardly, then suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist, and said to Wan Lin hesitantly: "Brother, you are a soldier, can you teach me how to use this too? You are in a small courtyard. It's really accurate with this one."

Wan Lin and Xiaoya were shocked when they saw that he suddenly pulled out a pistol! Wan Lin took his pistol and took a closer look, turned his head and said to Xiaoya, "It's an M9 pistol, it's the same model as the two we seized," and then heaved a long sigh of relief.

Xiaoya nodded, and immediately understood the origin of the pistol in her heart. This must be the pistol that I kicked away in the woods last night.

At that time, the boy was kicked out of the pistol by himself, and then he quickly fled into the dense forest. He was hit head-on by Wan Lin who came later, and he was sent back to his grandmother's house with one kick. At that time, the two of them saw that Chief Xie had suffered from an old injury, so they only took the other two pistols found in the forest, and escorted Chief Xie out of the forest in a hurry, without carefully searching the forest in the dark. The pistol in Xie Chao's hand must have been found in the forest by other disciples when they were dealing with the bodies of the two little devils.

The two of them determined the source of the pistol, and their hearts immediately calmed down. If the origin of this gun is unknown~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this matter must be carefully investigated. Imagine that a tribe living in seclusion in the mountains could actually get such a modern weapon. The source of this weapon really needs to be carefully checked.

Wan Lin calmed down, and immediately checked the pistol skillfully, then pulled out the magazine, raised the pistol, and introduced to Xie Chao, who was staring at him with his neck outstretched, "This is a master designed by Beretta abroad. The Letta 92SB-F pistol was later selected as the standard pistol by the M country, commonly known as the M9 pistol".

He looked at the two of them attentively and laughed. He weighed the empty gun in his hand and said, "This gun has good performance. It has a double-column magazine, a bullet capacity of 15 rounds, and a large trigger guard, which is convenient for use in cold areas. Wear gloves to shoot, and the effective range is 50 meters. The pistol we used in your small courtyard just now is this type of pistol."

Xie Chao looked at the elder brother who was not a few years older than him in surprise, with a look of admiration in his eyes. He didn't expect that the ten thousand children in front of him were not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also so familiar with these modern weapons, that he could casually tell the origin and performance of this pistol like a treasure.

At this moment, Wan Lin and Xiaoya didn't know that their casual chat with these two Lingxiu disciples had opened a window to the outside world for them, so that their hearts were open to the outside world. Full of longing and full of admiration for both of them.